Running Out Of Time 2: Controled.

Chapter 1

"What do you mean.. he's alive?" I whispered as chills ran up my spine, and I felt tears fill my eyes again.

"I.. can't say much. Not here." Ohm whispered as his eyes drifted off to where lied dead the men in white suits.

He blasted a window, and took hold of my hand.

"Hold on tight!"

And with that he grabbed be by my waist and we jumped out, with me screaming for dear life and hiding my face in his chest.

As we came close to the ground, I knew this was the end.

But it wasn't.

I never hit the ground and exploded into millions of tiny pieces.

I opened my eyes, to see that we were both in Ohm's force field, which was now gently flying down to the ground.

The force field popped like a baloon as our feet touched the dirty earth.

We were in a field, far from the asylum.

I blushed, realizing that I was still holding onto Ohm.

"What now?" I said while shoving him away, and brushing my clothes.

He smirked and plumped down onto the ground, twiddling with the wheat around us.

"We wait."

He wasn't serious..

Was he?!

I pulled him aggresively by his shirt collar, forcing him to look up at me.

"What the hell kind of answer is that?! I have been in an asylum for THREE YEARS, alone. Then you finally come to save me, tell me that Ryan is alive.. and now you expect me to wait?!" I growled at him, pouring out my feelings.

I felt someone poke me on the shoulder.

I turned around to see another guy, who looked really cute.

Ghaaa.. what's with my brain?

Did I just call him cute?!

"The portal's ready." The mysterious man said to Ohm, completely ignoring my presence.

Ohm nodded and got up, as the boy created a portal with the snap of his hands.

I stood there, stunned and extremely confused.

"Are you coming or not?" The unknown man continued.

"Depends. Where exactly does this lead to?" I said stubbornly.

"To people who are willing to help save Ryan Terri.. but if that doesn't interest you than it's o-"

Without thinking, I jumped in.

And I saw darkness.

~*~

More memories flooded my mind.

But they didn't belong to me.

Was I dreaming again?

I couldn't tell.

Words and images flashed through my head.

It was of him.

The mysterious boy.

My mind recognised him.

I know recognised him.

It was Chilled.